Lynch's jaw dropped, 'H-How does he have so much… Who is he?!'
His butler gulped and whispered, "Y-Young master… I-It is time to stop."
"No!" Lynch didn't take that suggestion lightly, "How much money we have left?! I will fucking destroy that masked bastard!"
"N-None, we have none!" The butler's face had varied shades ever since the bidding war began. Initially, he appeared calm. After a million, it became slightly reddish, and now it was pale white.
"What did you say?!" Lynch screamed, shaking his uvula and clattering his teeth.
"W-W-We wouldn't have been able to even afford the 1.8 million!" The butler revealed with a high-pitched tone. Lynch's money was under his care from the start.
That was the job handed over by Guild Master of Monarch, and in the end, if he'd managed to save the rest of Lynch's money, it would be a success.
However, Lynch didn't take it lightly and screamed, "Inform father, now! He needs to lend me only 500k!"
